This time, when I went home for dinner, I had a different feeling, and the money family was in trouble. And with so much compensation, the atmosphere of the entire Ling family became much more cheerful. After a meal, Zhang Muyang felt a feeling of a hairy-footed son-in-law coming to the door to be scrutinized.

After eating, Zhang Muyang and Ling Bing returned to the hotel, but before the two arrived at the door of the hotel, suddenly, Zhang Muyang's eyes narrowed, and two figures came to him.

One old and one young.

Among them, the old man was the veteran Li Mo invited by Zhang Mukun that day, he directly confessed after being instigated by Zhang Muyang for a second, lest Zhang Muyang be unhappy for a while and kill him, but at this time he did not have that fear.

Zhang Muyang smiled lightly and was about to speak, when a young Taoist beside Li Mo had already stood up. This young Taoist, about twenty-five years old, had a delicate face, dressed in a cyan Taoist robe, when he looked at Zhang Muyang. looked proud, raised his chin slightly, the corners of his mouth rose, and the smile outlined seemed to be more like a mockery, and said loudly: "Your Excellency is the Zhang family's advocate for Muyang?"

Zhang Muyang said to Ling Bing next to him as he walked: "Bing'er, since the matter at home is over." Why don't you come back to Zhonghai with me?"

The young Taoist saw that Zhang Mu ** ignored him, his face changed slightly, but he did not have a seizure, his eyes narrowed, and his nasal cavity always let out a cold snort that could not be checked. Walk a few steps quickly, stop in front of Zhang Muyang, and say with a little impatience: "I am a disciple of Kunlun, I am here to talk to our young master, and our young master invites you to see you at Xiaonanhu in three days." ”

Although this young Taoist was polite in his words, his expression was full of pride. didn't take Zhang Muyang in his eyes at all, this time he came just for routine business.

When Zhang Muyang heard the word Kunlun, his footsteps paused slightly, the name was really familiar, he entered the small world of Shennong by chance, and the opportunity that should have belonged to him was taken away by the young head of Kunlun, the so-called chosen son. This directly led to his slow cultivation, and he went to the cultivation realm at the lowest level, and he only came out until he survived for hundreds of years.

Seeing that Zhang Muyang's eyes were still as indifferent as before, the young Taoist didn't take what he said to heart at all, and immediately said angrily: "We don't like to wait for people, otherwise you can't afford to delay our young master's time." ”

"Oh!" Zhang Muyang responded, his expression changed, but he said proudly: "So what?

The young Taoist figure stood upright, obviously very proud of this identity, and raised his head with great pride. But Zhang Muyang's words suddenly made him feel like a fish in his throat, and he paused suddenly. Then his face changed, and he said angrily: "Bold!"

When the words fell, the young Taoist had already rushed up directly, and his body flickered rapidly. This person already has the realm of Qi cultivation. Compared to the average ancient martial arts master, it is already very good. But in Zhang Muyang's eyes, it was not enough.

Zhang Muyang's brows furrowed and snorted coldly. Also shot. With just one contact, the young Taoist had already flown upside down, spitting blood from his mouth. Apparently seriously injured.

Zhang Muyang looked at the two who had been frightened, and snorted coldly: "Kunlun, what a great majesty." Don't be afraid, I won't kill you this time, just let you bring a message to your young master, if he Qin Shaoze wants to see me, then come and invite me personally. ”

After speaking, Zhang Muyang turned to look at Ling Bing and said softly, "Bing'er, let's go back to the hotel." ”

When he returned to the front of the hotel, Ling Bing finally couldn't help but ask, "Muyang, isn't this Kunlun in myths and legends?"

"Hehe, I finally couldn't help asking, I was still guessing how long you can hold on?" Zhang Muyang said with a chuckle.

Ling Bing glanced at him, gently pinched Zhang Muyang's body, and made a gesture to walk: "I'm still worried about you, but you think I'm joking, I ignore you." ”

Looking at Ling Bing, who was deliberately petty, Zhang Muyang felt more and more cute and charming, pulled her back, pinched the tip of her nose and said, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you." The Kunlun sect is actually just a sect of cultivation. It has little to do with myths and legends. ”

"Ahh As soon as he heard the cultivation sect, Ling Bing's expression suddenly became nervous.

For Kongtong or the Qian family, Ling Bing didn't care. After cultivating, she understood a truth. There is a world of difference between cultivating truth and being mundane. How do you say that, under the saints are all ants, and in the hearts of cultivators, all the mundane are ants.

What's more, Kongtong connived at his disciples to commit murder and evil, and he really deserved to be killed. Kill and kill. It's nothing. However, he rose to the level of being a fellow cultivator. Ling Bing's feeling was different.

Zhang Muyang chuckled lightly and said with some disdain: "It's okay, although they are all monks like us, they are just scratching the surface." We don't have to be afraid of them. ”

Ling Bing nodded, but still cared: "Well, then you still have to be careful." ”

When Zhang Muyang listened, he was immediately moved, and pecked lightly on Ling Bing's face. smiled and said, "Well, thank you for our family Bing'er's concern." I'll be careful. ”

But Zhang Muyang knew in his heart that it was not him who should be careful, but Kunlun.

Just when Zhang Muyang and Ling Bing were discussing Kunlun, on the side of the capital, Li Mo had already returned to an antique courtyard with his seriously injured disciple.

"Knock~" A muffled sound, followed by a scream that was trying to suppress it, came out on the body of the old Taoist Li Mo.

He held his chest tightly with his hands, the corners of his mouth were still dripping with blood, and he fell to the ground at this time, his face was painful and hideous, he wanted to stand up, but he didn't have the strength at all.

"You mean, after he seriously injured Motai, he still knew my name? And then let you bring me a message, and if you want to see him, I will go in person? Hehe, it's really interesting. The person who spoke, his voice was very soft, and it was really interesting, this sentence came out of his mouth, and there was no meaning at all, and in Li Mo's ears, it was like a bone scraper, constantly scraping on his bones.

Qin Shaoze was only twenty years old, tall and slender, with a very white complexion and a delicate face, especially the cold glow from his long slanted eyes, which was intimidating.

Li Mo was a little trembling at this time, and said in a low voice: "Young master, my subordinates will never dare to have half a lie." That's really the way it is. ”

Qin Shaoze waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Get out!"

As Li Mo got out of the house neatly, a person next to him immediately said: "Young master, that Zhang Muyang is so bold, he actually moved our people, this is not to give us face, not to give face to the young master." Do you want your subordinates to bring someone to bring his head back now? ”

"Head?"

Qin Shaoze shook his head, walked to the window with his hands down, looked at the direction where Zhang Muyang was now, and said slowly: "Killing Mo Tai in an instant, at least it is also a cultivation at the peak of Qi cultivation, it is not that easy to deal with, this Zhang Muyang is a bit interesting, I want to meet him in person." ”